Dear Evan Hansen - A little bit of light

^EAll that I’ve thought about ^Dis how hard he would slam that ^Ebedroom door, ^GEvery night after dinner. ^BWild-eyed ^Eand weary ^A from all those nights of fighting a war ^EWhere no one ^Bwas the winner. ^F#mThe missing ^C#mpills ^Afrom the medicine cabinet. ^F#mThe missing kid ^Afound passed out in the park. ^F#mAll those demons ^Ethat he wouldn’t let up, ^BThey kept dragging him ^Edown through the ^Adark.

^BBut ^Dthere were ^Amoments. ^EHe had mo^F#mments, ^EWith a little bit of ^Blight. ^AIn those moments, he was happy. ^BHe was trying s^C#mtill to fight. ^EAnd maybe the battle he fought was^Dn’t ^Aone he could win, ^C#mBut at least there were days ^Awhen he let the ^F#mlight ^C#min. ^AIn those moments, ^F#ma little bit of ^Elight.

^AI don't remember the last time I heard him laugh ^AWell ah he used to laugh all the time. He did? ^C#mUm he, he, he had a^A great great, sense of humor? ^AHoho he used to love jokes when he was a little boy ^C#mWhy did ^Ethe chicken ^Across the road? He had a million different answers to that one. ^EOne day he ^Bsaid to me, ^Emom why did the duck cross the road? ^ABecause he wanted to prove that he wasn't chicken.

^EI remember picnics and little league and Sundays at the zoo. ^AI remember how he smiled. ^EAnd years of trick or treating. A spider man he stood at four foot two. ^ASuch a happy child ^BBut it seems like I woke up one morning. ^F#mSweet little boy he was. ^BSuddenly gone. ^ESomething had switched off the ^ALight ^Eand it se^Aemed like^E it never ^Bquite came back on

^AThere were moments ^F#mYeah there were moments ^EA little bit of light in those moments ^AHe had some^F#mone ^Awho was help^C#ming him to fight ^EAnd the battl^De he fought ^Ahe just had to win ^C#mWhat I miss were the days ^C#mwhen he let the light ^Ain. ^BIn those mom^Aents, ^EA little bit of li^Aght.